We are sitting in the airport waiting for our flight to board when I remember that I have homework. Homework that I could be doing right now, instead of knitting a few more rows on the orange hat or finding out who stashed the body in my latest page turner.
I look around to see if anyone is talking so I can eavesdrop.
No such luck.
Earbuds, earbuds and sleeping.
Oh but wait.
There are two women sitting behind me. I can’t see their faces, but I can hear their voices perfectly. I tune in.
“Did you talk to Lisa recently?”
“No, not really.” Accent. Could be Russian.
“Was it a couple hundred did ya think?”
“It was 700.” Yes. Definitely Russian.
“She’s so good at her job. It’s just her personal life. At least she’s not with Zack anymore. I hear his name come up around the office. Are those dried bananas?”
Truth is, I’m more interested in Lisa’s sordid affair with Zack than I am in the plantains.
Flight is boarding though, so that’s all we get for now.